Uh, I was inspired to type here, and even though the previous reply isn't what I expected to read, it's kinda similar to where I'm at. If you're talking the last movie I watched, I'm thinking the last movie I really had to pay attention to was "Amadeus". My girlfriend wanted to drive to Hamilton on a winter night to see it, as close as she thought it would get to the Niagara Peninsula, being a St. Catharines Standard reporter. I thought going down the street to a friend's music store and getting some Mozart and staying in together would be nice, but we went. She drove.
I still can't get over that movie. The music, non-stop incredible, the costumes, the interiors of palaces and mansions, the stage shows, the history, and the lime pit ending. Rivetting for me eyes and ears. Even though I'm of severe Scottish descent, Mozart reminded me of my parents and myself, very playful.
And I have to comment for anyone who loses "faith" in our Heavenly Father. Please be precise about your statements there. Our God never said he was just compassionate, he knows in his presence the closer we are the more it can kill us, and at our distance of the flesh, we should only fear him, unless he's giving a prophet special attention. We all should be forever grateful that he sent his only half-begotten son to act as our intermediary.
If your faith troubles you, please, get into some history and learn about Hadrian's Wall, Friday the Fifteenth, and what The Stone of Scone is. That's history, easier to cope with, maybe.
